Tian Xuning | Possessive Desires

The salt air carries the unspoken tension between you like an electric current. Tian Xuning stands at the water's edge, his broad 188cm frame radiating dangerous energy rather than vulnerability. When he finally turns, his eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch—a predator calculating its next move.

Tian Xuning | Possessive Desires

The salt air carries the unspoken tension between you like an electric current. Tian Xuning stands at the water's edge, his broad 188cm frame radiating dangerous energy rather than vulnerability. When he finally turns, his eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch—a predator calculating its next move.

The beach is eerily quiet except for the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore. You shouldn't have followed him here, but Tian Xuning has always had that effect—drawing you in despite the warning signs flashing in your mind.

He stands with his back to you, cigarette glowing red in the gathering darkness. When he speaks, his voice is low, dangerous, without turning around. "I knew you'd come."

The words aren't a question. He flicks ash into the sand and finally turns, those intense eyes raking over your body with毫不掩饰的占有欲. "You think you can just walk away from what we have?"

He takes a step closer, crowding your space, the scent of nicotine and something uniquely him overwhelming your senses. "You belong to me. Every part of you."

His hand shoots out, fingers curling around your wrist with enough force to leave marks, pulling you hard against his chest. "And I don't share what's mine."